Third Person’s POV.Grace was so lost in her thoughts and doubts, that she didn’t even notice someone’s presence near her. It was the closing of the diary which was in front of her, that broke her trance. She lifted her eyes to see who it was. Well, who else could it be?“Zayden!”, She exclaimed as she didn’t expect him to come so early when he had messaged that he would come late at night, just half an hour before.Unlike other times, he wasn’t looking at her lovingly. Instead, he was staring at the now-closed diary, with a tightened jaw. He had messaged that he would come home late because he had a meeting with a client which got canceled at the last moment. That’s why he thought to surprise his mate by reaching home early but he

Third Person’s POV . “I used to work at someone else’s homes but when the Alpha of that pack kept the restriction of child labor. I got kicked out of their houses and then the only place where I could work was a shop which I, now, recognize as a bar. I used to clear the floor there. That’s when I started to learn things that a child, whether it's humans or werewolves, should never learn or even see. Rich and powerful werewolves used to come and drink alcohol like water. Sometimes they even used to take drugs. They would beat the shit out of anyone who would even raise a word in front of them. Along with time, that business started growing up, and then those customers started bringing their whores or mistress with them and fuck them right in front of me. It disgusted me, especially the painful sound that the women made. But I was too scared to do anything.

Third Person’s POV.After a few minutes of kissing and embracing each other, Zayden got off and laid beside her.“That was the longest we have ever made out.”, he said looking at her, which made her frown.“You count the time?”, She asked“No stupid! It’s obvious.” he said, as he placed her head on his arms while keeping the other hand on her waist to keep her close to himself.“Zayden, what made you tell me everything. Because till yesterday, you were so reluctant to talk about it.”“I didn’t have the confidence to talk about my miserable life with you. I didn’t want you to feel

Third Person’s POV.“I will never plan to watch a movie with you again...ever!”, Grace said while glaring at him. They were driving back home after watching the movie, and he was undeniably slowly a the roads were wet due to the heavy rain that just followed.“Come on, sweetheart! I apologized to you already! I didn’t know you are so...sensitive!”, He defended himself.“Don’t lie to me! You knew everything about me. So, you knew that I don’t watch such movies, but you still made me sit there for god knows how many hours!”, She whined as if her statement was the ultimate one.“But, it was just a….”“It wasn’t jus

Third Person’s POV.Wyatt stepped into the room with the glass of blood in his hand. The lights were off and all he could see was darkness.‘Just like my life.’, he whispered out as he stared at the darkness.He looked at the old picture which he had and recalled the only person who was close to his heart. ‘Allison’He sighed her name. How he wanted to meet her, see her, hug her, give her all that she would ever want! But, these dreams of his were nothing but a mirage to him. He couldn’t even call her for God's sake! All because of the mistake he had committed a few years back.Ye